The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

After explaining the various problems in the secret technique to Duan Yan, Matthew put it back into the Qinglong bracelet.

In the following time, Matthew lived in Song Jia's residence.

When they were about to enter the Black Evil Pool, several strange things happened in this area.

That is, several people suddenly disappeared inexplicably.

Even if the top leaders sent people to search inside and outside several times, they could not find any trace of those people.

However, the matter soon came to nothing.

No one mentioned it again.

Among these people, there was also the manager Lu Chun.

This made many people secretly speculate whether these people had quietly escaped.

There were not many such speculations at the beginning.

But there was no response from the top, and gradually, such speculations gradually increased.

In the past few days, more and more people who tried to leave this place were caught.

Some people were caught, and naturally some people escaped successfully.

At this moment, Matthew had already arrived in the tall building.

With him was Na Yingling.

At this moment, Ma Xiu, who had disguised himself as Song Jia, had a deep look of sorrow on his face.

Today was the day to enter the Black Evil Pool.

Although Lu Chun had disappeared, the people he recommended had to enter the Black Evil Pool.

"Damn Lu Chun, he was obviously preparing to escape, but he didn't forget to pit me before that!" Ma Xiu deliberately cursed.

The Lu Chun he cursed had already entered the Qinglong Bracelet.

He had been sealed up and had no idea what was happening outside.

Ma Xiu would not let Lu Chun know anything else.

"Okay, you've been cursing all the way. It's time to stop. Lu Chun has already fled from here. What can you do if you curse again?" Ying Ling, who was standing next to him, said impatiently.

As she said, Ma Xiu had been cursing Lu Chun all the way.

At first, she thought Ma Xiu's cursing was quite comfortable.

But after hearing it too much, people couldn't stand it.

"Why, you can't even vent a little. I was forced to enter the Black Evil Pool. It was that thief Lu Chun who was behind it." After being scolded by Ying Ling, Matthew said with an angry look on his face.

"Since we are already here, there is no need to say those nonsense. Just stay here. Even if you shout again, it won't change anything." Ying Ling said after a twitch of her cheek.

While they were talking, several more people came in from outside.

These people were all like them, and they wanted to enter the Black Evil Pool together.

Matthew stood here and waited for about half an hour.

All the other people who were recommended to enter the Black Evil Pool also came here.

Including Matthew and Ying Ling, there were a total of thirty people.

At this time, a man in a black robe appeared in front of them.

"Everyone is here. This time you need to collect three bottles of Black Evil Qi each."

After this person appeared, he did not say any polite words.

After that, he immediately took out some black bottles from the storage bag and distributed them to everyone.

Each person was given three black bottles.

"Elder, didn't one bottle per person suffice before? Why do you need three bottles this time? Our cultivation is too weak, and I'm afraid we can't hold on for that long."

After someone got three black bottles, he immediately shouted in grievance.

"Yes, we are all at the foundation-building stage, and collecting one bottle of black evil energy is already the limit."

"Elder, please be kind and leave us a way out."

Soon, other people began to shout in agreement.

Matthew had learned before that collecting black evil energy is not something that can be done in a short time.

Under normal circumstances, a foundation-building cultivator needs two or three hours to collect enough black evil energy.

Moreover, so many people are collecting black evil energy at the same time.

There is definitely not enough black evil energy in it to share.

The only choice is to get close to the black evil pool.

In this way, the danger is greatly increased.

Now, this elder actually asked them to collect three bottles of black evil spirit.

This is no different from letting them die directly in it.

It is understandable that these people are dissatisfied.

Since Matthew has disguised himself as Song Jia, he naturally has to shout a few times.

On the contrary, Ying Ling, who is standing next to him, did not say a word.

It's as if these things have nothing to do with her.

"I know that this mission is indeed a bit difficult for you, but this is the arrangement from above, and I can't do anything about it. However, you don't need to worry about it."

"You are working for our sect, so naturally we won't let you fall into danger. These are all medium-grade black evil pills, which can be regarded as an extra reward this time."

After the elder finished speaking, he took out a large bottle from the storage bag and began to take out black evil pills from it and distribute them to everyone present.

When they heard that there was a medium-grade black evil pill, they all shut their mouths.

This time, everyone was allocated five medium-grade black evil pills.

After that, no one complained about the difficulty of this mission.

The next thing was simple. Matthew and his group followed the elder into a large room in the building.

When the elder activated the magic circle in the room, a teleportation array appeared in front of them.

Then, the group of thirty people were teleported away.